The school beauty tortured me physically and mentally, and I was reborn as a licking dog and cut off

It is useless to reason with some people. Once you take out weapons, they will obey you.

When the barrel of the gun is not pointed at them, he is ready to bark like a dog.

At this moment, in the oppressive and condensed cold air, they all became silent people.

Some people were panicking and loudly proclaiming their innocence.

"I didn't touch that Bao guy, don't point the gun at me!"

"It's wrong to hit people, but we are innocent, so why make things difficult for us?"

"Mr. Ji, it's wrong to hold a gun. It's illegal to hold a gun. Put this damn thing down right now!"

The chaotic voices were intertwined with anxiety, and every breath revealed a sense of powerless tension in the heavy night.

The leading few people couldn't suppress their worries and crowded around Zheng Yiping.

They tried to lower their voices, but could not hide the panic in their eyes.

"Mr. Zheng, look, now..."

Zheng Yiping didn't want to listen to these people at all, he pushed away the crowd blocking him.

The middle-aged man was tall, and the hot air he exhaled kept emitting strands of incandescent white in the rhythmic, cold and wet raindrops that were already falling.

He glanced at his supporters from the corner of his eye, his deep eyes filled with arrogance and mockery.

"A bunch of trash!"

"It's just a gun, but it scares you like this!"

Zheng Yiping's pupils, burning with murderous intent, pierced straight towards Ji Lengming.

His red face was filled with poison and cruelty, thick blue veins were faintly visible on his forehead, and his bulging cheeks took away all the handsomeness of a middle-aged man, leaving only a ferocious and ruthless look that was so frightening that it frightened everyone.

"Ji Lengming, I'm standing right here, watching you shoot!"

The corners of his mouth curled upwards.

An evil smile covered half of his face.

His thin fingers pressed against his forehead.

"Go ahead and hit me. Hit me here. If I, Zheng Yiping, take one step back, I deserve to be killed!"

Zheng Yiping is extremely tough.

However, the other man holding the weapon was more powerful.

The middle-aged man's voice just fell.

No one had time to prepare yet.

The thunder that suddenly approached in the distance flashed suddenly, and the rivers, lakes and seas were instantly swept bright as snow.

And the next second.

The sound of a gunshot was overlapped by the rumbling thunder.

The thunder pierced my ears and shook the heaven and earth.

At the same time, a line of silver-white light shot out from the barrel at an extremely fast speed.

It was wrapped in gunpowder smoke, like a sharp sickle, cutting through the dark night with green faces and fangs.

Then, it pierced through the flesh of the man who stood proud and unyielding.

The bullet entered the body.

A strong tingling sensation instantly attacks the nerve endings.

Zheng Yiping's face turned pale, his left leg went weak and he almost fell down.

The people around him hurriedly supported him.

"Mr. Zheng, what's wrong with you?"

"Ah! Mr. Zheng, your legs...your legs..."

Zheng Yiping felt the piercing pain in his left leg. He forced himself to endure the pain, which caused his back and forehead to be covered with a layer of fine cold sweat.

The other side.

The young man holding the gun stood facing the wind.

The thin figure stood still in the manic wind.

The messy hair blown by the wind covered her forehead, but it could not hide her clear and delicate face.

Seeing Zheng Yiping's miserable condition, Ji Lengming's red lips curved into an arc.

He smiled lightly, and his handsome skin looked even more charming because of this smile.

There was an unstoppable chill of contempt in his eyes.

"You're not going to retreat, are you?"

"Oh! Then kneel down!"

"Are you willing to apologize and compensate now?"

"If you don't want to, I'll make sure you can't stand up on your other leg either?"

It looks like a question, but there is no room for negotiation.

His calm voice was like a thunderclap, awakening those who were originally confused.

The discussions came in waves.

"Really...really shot, oh my god!"

"What to do now?"

"Mr. Zheng, how about... how about..."

"With such a serious injury, you have to go to the hospital!"

"Crazy! Really fucking crazy!"

......

Wang Sisi came to her senses and rushed towards Ji Lengming in horror.

She tried to hug Ji Lengming's arm holding the gun, but the man cleverly avoided it.

"Ji Lengming, calm down. If you shoot randomly, it will..."

Ji Lengming glanced over.

The deep pupils that usually looked soft and gentle were now filled with a chilling coldness that penetrated the bones.

"What can you do?"

"Will it really offend people?"

Wang Sisi is not afraid of offending Zheng Yiping.

But she was afraid of making things worse and causing loss of life.

She is here to do business, not to bring bad luck!

"Ji Lengming, impulse can't solve the problem..."

The man interrupted again: "Then do you know what problem I want to solve?"

This short question successfully calmed Wang Sisi down.

Her mission is to rescue the trapped Ji Lengming. God knows what he wants to do!

Wang Sisi suddenly felt regretful.

She was busy competing with Wen Wan before, and then she was seduced by the handsomeness of the man, and she actually ignored the question of "why Ji Lengming was surrounded by this group of people".

The woman's teeth chattered as she asked, stumbling over her words: "Then...then what...are you going to do?"

Immediately, she suddenly remembered what Ji Lengming had said.

He asked himself and answered: "Oh, you said you want some people to apologize and compensate."

Only then did Wang Sisi notice the person lying on the ground.

She remembered that Ji Lengming called this man 'Bao Zhen'.

Almost everyone in the media circle has heard of the name "Bao Zhen".

When Wang Sisi entered the mainland market, she also carried out necessary activities to win over social media.

Someone in the industry had reminded her before.

The other party spoke in a very secretive tone, with an expression that showed both hidden disgust and sincere admiration. Wang Sisi still remembers that complex expression vividly.

The other party said: "Most media are easy to deal with. They just want money and profit. If things can't be done, it's just that the money and profit they give are not enough."

"But there is one group that you should never judge by this. They are not after fame or money, they are just fucking stubborn and haven't done anything bad, but they are just biting you like a dog."

"Among these biting dogs, there is one who bites the most fiercely. His name is Bao Zhen. He is a complete lunatic who is willing to sacrifice his life for his so-called 'morality'."

"So, Sister Sisi, it's totally fine for you to play around with the edge, but don't offend this guy named Bao Zhen..."

Businessmen have an almost innate hostility towards those media reporters who strive for so-called "fairness and impartiality".

As long as you cooperate, I will give you a bowl of rice, but you can't destroy my pot.

The job of an investigative reporter is to blame others.

Wang Sisi grew up in Hong Kong. Her grandfather’s generation started from scratch, rose up during the turbulent historical period, and then established their special status as a wealthy and powerful family.

It can be said that Wang Sisi was a spokesperson for the bourgeoisie since she was born.

Therefore, the middle-aged man shivering in the cold wind and rain, covered in blood and half unconscious, did not arouse the slightest sympathy from her.

What she couldn't understand was that since Ji Lengming was doing business with her, shouldn't he hold the same or similar ideas as her?

This young man, his cerebrospinal fluid was discharged along with his urine?

They actually stood up for a time bomb that could threaten them at any time?!

Wang Sisi felt it necessary to remind this partner who had a serious brain problem.

"Ji Lengming, this guy named Bao Zhen is an investigative reporter!"

“Do you know what an investigative reporter is?”

"Will it do us..."

Ji Lengming's sarcastic gaze suddenly shot out, and the second half of Wang Sisi's sentence was stuck in her throat.

The other person's look, filled with strong disgust, made her feel pain all over.

"If you act upright and sit upright, why should you be afraid of investigative reporters?"

“Only those who stand against the masses will regard them as a scourge and a monster!”

Wang Sisi didn't have time to say anything.

On the other side, the tall and strong man who had just been shot in the leg burst into a loud, excited, and piercing laugh.

Blood flowed down his trouser legs, spreading a blood-red color on the wet cement platform.

He tried his best to push away the person who was supporting him.

The strong man endured the pain of broken bones and forced himself to stand.

His eyes squinted at Ji Lengming.

The voice seemed to burst out from the internal organs, transforming into a series of concrete, bloody howls.

"Why should I apologize to Bao Zhen!"

"He broke into my territory, destroyed my plan, devoured my achievements, and damaged my interests. Beating him, beating him, and even killing him are just the most legitimate resistance to the abuser!"

"Why should I apologize to a robber like him!"

Ji Lengming understood what Zheng Yiping and others were thinking.

But people like Zheng Yiping never understand what Ji Lengming is thinking.

When Ji Lengming came back to life, he summarized the reasons why he died tragically in his previous life.

The most important point is that he overestimated the divinity in human nature and underestimated the animality in human nature.

In his previous life, he always thought that as long as he was good enough to Wen Wan, he could influence her with his behavior. As long as he worked hard, he would be able to break through Wen Wan's unbreakable value system.

Later, he realized how wrong he was!

How can the exploited and oppressed people place their hopes for society on the conscience of interest groups?

If they are not beaten hard enough, they will never have a conscience!

"Your achievements? I told you, those are not your achievements!"

Ji Leng's bright eyes were shining with light.

In an instant, his ordinary facial features were filled with magnificent light, and his elegance and brilliance were so dazzling that even the cold and dark night became colorful.

"I can understand all the efforts you have made to protect your own interests, including making sophistry that distorts the facts!"

"However, it cannot be denied that the so-called benefits you mentioned were obtained by exploiting loopholes and breaking the rules."

"Even if there is temporary procedural justice in the law, I can still promote the country and amend the law!"

Zheng Yiping laughed out loud again.

The merciless sneer tore through the last glimmer of hope.

"Hahaha.....what a bullshit joke!"

"Everything in the world has its own way of survival. In this land, slavery is justified and sacrifice is sinful!"

"You said I was taking advantage of a loophole, but the fact is that the rules are full of loopholes. If I don't take advantage of it, someone else will. Why can't I be the one who benefits from it?"

There was a crazy red in Zheng Yiping's eyes.

However, the piercing pain in the leg bones was not even a bit less than the pain in the heart.

He thought back to his childhood, when he had no clothes to wear and could barely get enough food. The only way he could survive as long as possible was to be ruthless enough.

Then he met Zhao Hu, and thought he was the noble person in his life.

But all of Zhao Hu's actions clearly demonstrate one fact: there is a mountain of strict hierarchy in the world. No matter how hard you try or how high you climb, you are only worthy of being a stepping stone for the real powerful.

Even if Zhao Hu holds a high position, what does it matter?

As he said, what determines the order is never the ten years of hard study or three generations of business, but the political family with inherited power!

So, when Ji Lengming made the childish statement that "the state amends the law", he laughed.

Laughing almost to tears!

Ji Leng knew that the other party was laughing at his naivety.

But someone has to insist on going in the right direction.

Going with the flow will only lead to the destruction of the boat and the death of people.

These people always shout that their lives are not easy.

But if they really have the determination to change the soil in which they live, they will, under the instigation of their own interests, take up guns and point them at the masses who want to take positive action and make positive changes.

People with this kind of stance are inherently crooked and have no value in united front work at all.

On the contrary, giving them a decent funeral is the greatest kindness!

Ji Leng knew the direction of history and was unwilling to waste time on the issue of "legislation".

Thunder and lightning roared, and the gradually heavier rain soaked his clothes and black hair.

The young man's thin figure was surrounded by misty rain, as if condensing a return to nature that did not belong to his age group.

He stated a fact in the calmest tone in front of everyone.

"This country will soon no longer be a club for a few."

"Rules full of loopholes will always be filled by others."

"Zheng Yiping, maybe you will be able to witness the power of the people in your lifetime."

"The power of the people you betrayed, spurned, and disdained will make the capital game you thought would never fade, like the setting sun, with its last rays of afterglow."